Cnidaria and water,
Likely the inseparable twins ;
When parted with their biome ,
Serve as fish without the fine.
Cnidaria breathes with mere water presence,
Water feeds with mere love essence ;
The feeding animal in the ocean bed,
May showcase as if fictionally said .
The practicality co existed has now it's share,
If love is fictional : no despair;
Possession isn't the aim : feeling is,
If this is what love is , it is a pure bliss.
What if reality is like tightly pulled skin and the nothing is like spherical balls trapped
within its lattice
Is there more something or nothing
What if you could only travel backwards in time
If I could travel backwards in time
I would travel back 1 second before I discovered how to travel back in time and give up
Crunching on butterflies with my pair of Doc’s
If Mars ruled with an iron claw
would that be Martian law
Marvelling at my funny bugs you
See if Marty never came back would the films just be called back
Interesting non fact Blade runner was original called Skater
Said with dreamlike sheepishness
J C M won’t help you in a different reality
Does that mean a radioactive Peter bit a spider
in another universe
This looks wierd
If every reality exist surely that means there is one that doesn’t
Star Wars lied from the very first word
They actually met there was nothing close about it
What hug is the worst
Bear hug with a real bear especially if I was bare
Face it I am alien to your rules
And in french
Can invisible see themselves
Sorceress Polgara ascended above all warriors;
Fought wars against mighty kings and came out victorious...!
Remus Lupin, into a werewolf magically turned;
As great professor, taught thrillingly and his living earned...!
Count Dracula transformed all great and small into vampires;
Threatening and killing others, he founded his empires...!
Mystique, fictionally filled whole American comics;
With her strength, speed, stamina and super economics...!
Mei Lee and Ming Lee and the evil queen of Turning Red;
With wisdom and wit, turned celluloid, bed of joy and dread...!
All these shape-shifters, like clowns, do not merely entertain,
They're ideals! They give ideas to every young brain...!
26 May 2022
Shapeshifters and Shapeshifting Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Anthony Biaanco
A liberated star in prison
I lie miserably in the 2nd layer of the three course wall
With chains on my hand and no chance to even crawl
My beautiful black color has been demeaned
And each day comes with the possibility of my importance diminishing
I was born because of liberation
But with no liberation
I have been imprisoned
Leaving my people still in the dark
I wake up each morning to see droplets of crying blood on me
And on my yellow precious mattress which looks shiny but tattered
I try to swerve the blood and move into the green forest
But as degraded as it is there's no protection for me
The lion then seeks to devour me
The devil seeks to destroy me
And having no option
I compromise without thinking about the future
Release me from my bondage you slave masters
Liberate me so i can liberate my people
For freedom they think they have
But they do not have
If i could walk beyond this forest
My people could go a dozen times beyond the forest
But as a fictionally liberated star
I'm chained in prison together with my people
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